Lockdown 728

Lockdown Day 728-24 March 2022

So today I looked forward to a good swim and upon entry, the ocean was almost flat and quite cold with a moderate southwesterly breeze.

The lifesaving champs were already underway for the fifth consecutive day.

I wondered how on earth those bodies must be feeling as I donned my glasses and started the swim to six pack.

I could feel my visibility bubble plucking at my waist, but it wasn't untill we reached six pack that I realised the speed and direction of the wind had increased and was now a force to be reckoned with.

We slogged back at a slow speed with the water interfering with our breathing, making it the most difficult swim I have had to date. This definitely turned my thoughts to my O2 year and what it feels like to be deprived of oxygen on a spiritual level. How it can take the proverbial life out of you.

Apart from the breathing issues (and of course a little saltwater swallowing), working hard to beat the wind had us all feeling like novice weight lifters afterwards.

So tonight, with cold weather on the way, I lie in bed listening to the wind whistling into the window, I offer up a prayer for rain. Lots of rain. For a full Kouga dam. For the people of the region to give everything into God's hands. And for Uncle Angus who will be praying on the dam wall in Saturday.

Because He's got this.